Six Flags
Just got some time reviewing my thrilling experience at Six Flags on Memorial Day Weekends. I could still feel the speed while I was typing the words that night, kinda dizzy (this is not a figurative speaking). I still can not remember the detail of how the hell I agree to follow Irene into the front seat of Kingda Ka, the ultimate rollercoaster: "0 to 128 mph in 3.5 seconds, up to an exhilarating 458 feet high, almost in 90 degrees". All I can remember is that rides of the rest of the day suddenly become so smooth, just like "merry-go-around".
From the neck pains of Grace and Rosalind, I came to realize that rides are made to "ride" rather than "fight". People tend to instinctly filght against dangers especially when the brain is not enough to make a clear judgement. But the instinct could be wrong and enlarge the danger. Actually all we need to do is relax and trust the crazy machine and then the ride will become an enjoyable experience.
I am still awed by Irene and her bravery (or mindless :P, whatever). She and her friends are so experienced roller-coaster rider that they can spot me on the ground, who is taking picture of them, from the rolling cart, and still make faces to the lens.
The biggest loss of the day is Irene's Chanel, which was stepped by some dizzy passenger.
Comments
I missed the happy summer and the happy Irene!! I found myself obsessed with giving theory, or conclusions. :P All my best to your new life in April. A trip to Taiwan is still on my calendar.
Posted by: willow | February 3, 2007 09:52 PM
Dear Willow,
You know what? I saw this words just today! I can still remind the face when you said your "roller-coaster theory", so earnest and resolute. The Chanel is still lying as the photo you took. And I'll start my vagrant life from this April. How are you doing? Miss you.. XD
Posted by: Irene | February 3, 2007 12:46 PM